what a fuckin weekend!
thursday i stayed out just a bit too late.
i remained drunk until 3pm on friday... which could always be interpreted as fun if i didn't have to work in an office at 10am. got there at noon and blamed my spaceyness on cold medicine. everyone seemed to buy my story until one of the owners of the company approached my desk and in a flamboyant german accent (think big labowski) exclaimed, "woooohooo! where's za paah-ty?"
i brought up the cold medicine schtick and he only added, "no boobie, dat vuz a compliment... it gets so stuffy around here." (no really, say it in that, "vee vant zuh money labowski" accent)
on saturday i did things that put everything i've done before into perspective. wow.
seriously...
wow.
thursday i stayed out just a bit too late.
i remained drunk until 3pm on friday... which could always be interpreted as fun if i didn't have to work in an office at 10am. got there at noon and blamed my spaceyness on cold medicine. everyone seemed to buy my story until one of the owners of the company approached my desk and in a flamboyant german accent (think big labowski) exclaimed, "woooohooo! where's za paah-ty?"
i brought up the cold medicine schtick and he only added, "no boobie, dat vuz a compliment... it gets so stuffy around here." (no really, say it in that, "vee vant zuh money labowski" accent)
on saturday i did things that put everything i've done before into perspective. wow.
seriously...
wow.
dammit.